I don't think, I know. [ it's snarled, vicious. when it comes to him, he knows dean would like- just to fuck with him and hurt him. and yet there's that sinking feeling that he isn't lying, that this really is true-- and it's unfair.

he gives him a rougher shake-- ]

You don't deserve it, you didn't say yes. [ he'd screamed himself hoarse. ]

For starters, puttin' you into a grave sounds like a good idea.